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Mordred grunts, his eyes fluttering open after a few seconds and he smiles. “Good morning” he mutters, moving into a sitting position “you didn’t have to.”
“As I recall, you said once to me that mere kisses alone would not bring you to surrender. Neither I,” she says, and then spoils her resistance by kissing him again more deeply.
Mordred chuckles, “and when did I say that?”
“Mmmm. On our picnic, I think.” She tugs on his hair again. “You shall not escape.”